"What are you doing?" She slapped the table hard, making Mi Yingying's face turn red all the way to her neck.
"Isn't it obvious that there is something wrong? If you have the ability to invite public bidding, but not the ability to compete fairly? Then just invite ZH to design it directly. Why bother with this high-sounding bidding?"
"Where's the teacher? Does he know about this?" Looking at Song Qi who was silent on the side, Jian Anran suddenly asked.
Wen Siheng has not been able to be contacted since he returned from Ludao today. No one knows how much he knows about the current situation of the project, let alone what he is doing now.
Did he just accept his fate and hand over his project to others? Or was he silently working on the project somewhere at the same time?
This aspect of him is very bad.
Even if the sky falls, Wen Siheng always wants to be the tall one who can bear it.
"I don't know. I just called and no one answered the phone after ringing for a long time." Mi Yingying replied.
"Let's just forget about it. Maybe the other party is interested in ZH's plan. Bidding is just a process, so don't worry too much about it." Xiangyi said as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Ha," Mi Yingying sneered, "You got an offer from ZH before you graduated? Are you so anxious to speak for others?"
Xiangyi retorted unconvincingly: "That's it. With ZH's reputation, no matter how good the teacher is, there's no way we can compete with it, and..."
"Waiting for the light -" Two messages popped up on WeChat, interrupting Xiang Yi's words. Afraid of missing any important news, Jian Anran, whose cell phone has been silent for many years, specially turned the ringtone to the maximum today.
While whispering "Sorry", Jian Anran hurriedly rummaged through her bag for her cell phone.
[Elder Tang: Are you still in the office?]
[Elder Tang: Can you come back home?]
The dialog box was silent for a moment, and a new message popped up from the other party.
【Elder Tang: Our Home】
Not knowing why, Jian Anran immediately sent a question mark in the box.
【Jane:?】
[Elder Tang: As soon as possible]
With almost a faint hope, Jian Anran took the bag without much hesitation.
Is there any new progress on Wen Siheng's side?
"Senior, senior, I have something to go out on."
……
After getting on that familiar bus and passing through the swaying shadows of the trees in the afternoon, Jian Anran quickly arrived at the main entrance of Roosting in the Clouds.
Having been in and out of here frequently before, the security guard at the door had long known Jian Anran. When he saw her, he greeted her familiarly and then pressed the remote control in his hand to open the door for her.
"Long time no see. Have you been busy lately?" The uncle greeted cordially.
"Yeah, I don't live here anymore recently." Jian Anran nodded in return.
Most of the people living here live in more than one house, and it is common for the owner not to come back for ten days and a half. The doorman is very used to this kind of thing.
On the contrary, Jian Anran is the only owner here who takes public transportation, which is really a strange thing for them.
Walking on the sidewalk of the community with familiarity, the memories of the past nearly three months swallowed her up in an instant.
She was in a hurry when she first came, and she was even more embarrassed when she left. Before she could finish her emotion, she had already reached the foot of a familiar building.
Pressing the building's password on the access control like muscle memory, Jane safely walked into the magnificent lobby on the ground floor.
After not seeing each other for a long time, she almost gave out the same sigh as the first time -
How many stalls would be needed in such a large foyer?
One elevator at a time, there was almost no waiting time in the elevator room. Jian Anran quickly arrived at Wen Siheng's residence on the top floor.
She reached out and touched the electronic lock on the dark door to wake it up. Jian Anran had just pressed the first number when she suddenly realized that something was not right——
I am no longer the one who lives here. There are no guests who can enter by themselves according to the password, right?
What's more, he has moved out for such a long time, maybe he has already changed his password.
I just moved a few steps to the side and reached out to press the doorbell, when there was a "click".
"Back?" Wearing black home clothes, he still had the same pair of cotton slippers he bought together on his feet. There were still a few drops of water hanging on Wen Siheng's hair. It looked like he had just taken a shower.
"Sorry to bother you." Jian Anran lowered her head and avoided his sight.
As soon as I walked in, I saw my slippers already placed in the entrance hall, as if they were specially prepared for her.
The door closed with a snap. Wen Siheng leaned against the door, and after hesitating, he said, "I didn't change the password."
"Is that so?" Jian Anran replied pretending to be nonchalant.
"Why did you call me so urgently?" She immediately got straight to the point.
The other party didn't look anxious at all, and slowly walked to the kitchen with his slippers on, "What should you drink? Black tea? Green tea?"
"Do you still want to drink milk tea? A new milk tea shop has opened nearby."
"Senior Song Qi contacted Party A, but the other party directly rejected our request to submit evidence, and the project has been postponed to the second place bidder at that time."
Seeing that Wen Siheng had no intention of mentioning this matter, Jian Anran began to talk to herself.
"I don't know if you are clear about these things, but the people on the board of directors have had close contacts with Xu Nianhe in private before. Now I don't know whether it is the intention of the board of directors or the pressure from the ZH side..." p>
"Here," he put his cell phone into Jian Anran's hand, "Which one do you want to drink?"
The thoughts that had been clear on the way here were suddenly disrupted by Wen Siheng. Jian Anran lowered her head helplessly and found that the interface of the takeout software was on her phone.
"No, I'll leave soon." She tried to hand the phone to Wen Siheng.
"The milk tea will be delivered soon." He did not take the mobile phone handed over by Jian Anran, and went straight to the sofa to sit down.
"You finish clicking first and then I'll listen to you."
Helplessly, she raised her eyes and looked at Wen Siheng sitting on the sofa. He seemed to be refusing to listen to her unless she ordered milk tea. Jian Anran finally gave in -
I casually ordered the most popular drink in the store before putting the phone back into Wen Siheng's hand.
"Okay." Wen Siheng patted the sofa and motioned for her to sit down too. Clicking on the shopping cart, Wen Siheng pressed the plus sign at the end, ordered an identical drink to Jian Anran and then pressed the order button.
"I have roughly understood what happened. Since the board of directors prefers ZH, and ZH is also willing to undertake this project, since it is a two-way choice, we will respect their opinions."
"Respect for what? Respect for what?" Jian Anran suddenly became angry.
I didn’t expect Wen Siheng to disappear for so long. Did he want to hide away to avoid this matter?
"How do you respect the results of our hard work in the past three months? Are you going to tell everyone that in the past three months we have treated it as a curriculum that will never be used?"
"Isn't it possible?" Wen Siheng asked, "At this point, what can we do to compete with them?"
